Dancing in the Dive Bars

I'm the king of the deadbeats
And you're the queen of the cheap seats
We're gonna spend all the money
That our landlord needs from you and me
We'll wear our fanciest clothes and
Walk out in the snow and
Head north of the main drag where the cab drivers drink alone
Let's go dancing in the dive bars
On the darker side of town
They've got a Bob Dylan cover band
And they're playing too loud
But I'm getting paid at midnight
And all those other bills can wait
I'd rather spend my night dancing in the dive bar with you
I'd rather spend my night dancing in the dive bar with you
She only drinks when she's smoking
And that ain't that often
At the end of the night I'll have an empty pack in my pocket
She orders all of her drinks with that fake English accent
She knows it drives me mad but I have to laugh in the moment
Let's go dancing in the dive bars
On the darker side of town
They've got a Bruce Springsteen cover band
And they're playing too loud
But I'm getting paid at midnight
And all those other bills can wait
We're flat broke, sweat soaked and we need a table for two
I'd rather spend my night dancing in the dive bar with you
And your feet stick to the floor a reminder of the night before
I'm gonna carry you home when you can't walk anymore
Let's go dancing in the dive bars
On the darker side of town
They've got that Bon Jovi tribute band I hate so much
And they're playing too loud
But I'm getting paid at midnight
And all those other bills can wait
We're flat broke sweat soaked and we need a table for two
I'd rather spend my night dancing in the dive bar with you
I'd rather spend my night dancing in the dive bar with you
I'd rather spend my night dancing in the dive bar with you
I'd rather spend my night dancing in the dive bar with you
I'd rather spend my night dancing in the dive bar with you